She fell asleep before we could exchange our apologies. The sun was already setting on our long, hectic day and dinner had yet to be served. Hunger and fatigue, the common bewitching hour triggers, took hold of us all. And tantrums were had. Right there in our car, still far from home. I vacillated between…

In my most recent blog post, I vented about the maddening reality that parenting comes with no guarantees. It’s on those days when we’re sorting it all out, learning, and growing as parents that we question ourselves the most. It’s inevitable and par for the course in the roller coaster ride that is parenting. Highs,…